Hiding In a Hole
hiding in a hole
my hole seeking the darkness
happy little bunny wabbit that i am
munching on taquitos
wind hitting playing the windchimes
the peach mango beverage is coldest in the summer
not hiding to find peace
not hiding because of life
hiding to relax
hiding to release
loads can be heavy
loads can take more than one cycle to fully clean
i now notice that i am all out of sour cream
however that's okay
i live to see more blue skies and more sun rays
just me hiding in a hole
playing old 45s in remembrance
enjoying my butterscotch pudding with whipped cream
content, aging human being that i am now
knowing now that it ain't that bad after all
still learning to love living
always loving living and learning
i am infinitely inspired by the wonderful warmth of the yearning
when my time on this earth is done, i will be buried with a smile of simple satisfaction
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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